Ship: Alex/Masako Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED Original Work:link by kiyala Word Count: 547
the prequel (assuming they met & got together on basketball twitter)
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Alex opens up her messages, and then closes the box. She clicks to refresh her feed. This is simple; it’s not a weird question; it’s not even that it’s too personal (and what’s too personal when it’s your girlfriend). But it’s still talking about things she’s only vaguely brought up to Masako before (true, that vagueness was while they were more acquaintances or friends), the admission that yeah if she seems distressed it's because her kids (not her kids like that, she’d preemptively explained, even though Masako had known what she’d meant and is now poking fun at her for it) had a bad fight and Tatsuya’s making himself even more scarce, fighting more; Taiga feels even more isolated and now, well.
She'd said she’d keep Masako in the loop, and Masako’s probably asleep right now (no new tweets, now likes of Alex’s retweets and snarky commentary about the international basketball circuit, what a clusterfuck FIBA’s becoming, not that it had been much better when they’d been playing). News about Japanese players in France and China all the way down, then a few more about the Japanese leagues, a few tweets from the rest of their internet circle, kids up late pretending to study for the most part. Alex opens her messages again.
Hey, what do you know about Tokyo?
She hits enter before she can second guess herself again, runs her hand through her hair, leans back against the pillows. And then Masako’s icon pops up at the bottom of the box; she’s typing a response.
In what context? I lived there while I was training with the national team, but it’s been a while since I’ve spent extensive time there.
Taiga’s moving there.
Your Taiga? That’s sudden.
Yeah, apparently his dad dropped it on him out of nowhere and he’s not looking forward to it. I’ve heard there’s good shopping there, but that’s not enough to cheer him up right now…trying to get him to look at it as an opportunity.
Sue his dad for custody :) But in all seriousness, there’s no better place in Japan for streetball. Probably not what he’s used to, though, and I’m sure he’d rather stay on your side of the ocean.
I doubt he’d be excited about a move across the country, either, but yeah. Thanks. I can try it from that angle.
What about him and Tatsuya?
Trying to get them to make up is….difficult. They’re both so stubborn, and it has to come from Tatsuya…feel like I’m trying to move a fucking mountain. But it’s their fight, and there’s a certain point where it’s all up to them.
…you could come in Taiga’s place. Tokyo’s a hell of a lot closer than LA.
Alex closes her eyes, thinking about what it would be like to see Masako in real life, the stuff she doesn’t let herself pine for too much, because they don’t have it and what they do have, opposite ends of a computer screen, is better than she ever could have hoped for. But it would still be nice to hold Masako, to see her as she moves, to call each other from the same time zone.
FILL: TEAM HIMURO TATSUYA/NIJIMURA SHUUZOU, T
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Other Tags: TAGS OMITTED
Original Work: link by
Word Count: 547
the prequel (assuming they met & got together on basketball twitter)
***
Alex opens up her messages, and then closes the box. She clicks to refresh her feed. This is simple; it’s not a weird question; it’s not even that it’s too personal (and what’s too personal when it’s your girlfriend). But it’s still talking about things she’s only vaguely brought up to Masako before (true, that vagueness was while they were more acquaintances or friends), the admission that yeah if she seems distressed it's because her kids (not her kids like that, she’d preemptively explained, even though Masako had known what she’d meant and is now poking fun at her for it) had a bad fight and Tatsuya’s making himself even more scarce, fighting more; Taiga feels even more isolated and now, well.
She'd said she’d keep Masako in the loop, and Masako’s probably asleep right now (no new tweets, now likes of Alex’s retweets and snarky commentary about the international basketball circuit, what a clusterfuck FIBA’s becoming, not that it had been much better when they’d been playing). News about Japanese players in France and China all the way down, then a few more about the Japanese leagues, a few tweets from the rest of their internet circle, kids up late pretending to study for the most part. Alex opens her messages again.
Hey, what do you know about Tokyo?
She hits enter before she can second guess herself again, runs her hand through her hair, leans back against the pillows. And then Masako’s icon pops up at the bottom of the box; she’s typing a response.
In what context? I lived there while I was training with the national team, but it’s been a while since I’ve spent extensive time there.
Taiga’s moving there.
Your Taiga? That’s sudden.
Yeah, apparently his dad dropped it on him out of nowhere and he’s not looking forward to it. I’ve heard there’s good shopping there, but that’s not enough to cheer him up right now…trying to get him to look at it as an opportunity.
Sue his dad for custody :)
But in all seriousness, there’s no better place in Japan for streetball. Probably not what he’s used to, though, and I’m sure he’d rather stay on your side of the ocean.
I doubt he’d be excited about a move across the country, either, but yeah. Thanks. I can try it from that angle.
What about him and Tatsuya?
Trying to get them to make up is….difficult. They’re both so stubborn, and it has to come from Tatsuya…feel like I’m trying to move a fucking mountain. But it’s their fight, and there’s a certain point where it’s all up to them.
…you could come in Taiga’s place. Tokyo’s a hell of a lot closer than LA.
Alex closes her eyes, thinking about what it would be like to see Masako in real life, the stuff she doesn’t let herself pine for too much, because they don’t have it and what they do have, opposite ends of a computer screen, is better than she ever could have hoped for. But it would still be nice to hold Masako, to see her as she moves, to call each other from the same time zone.
I’m sorry, that was kinda low.
I do want to come, you know.
I know.